Night
On the small hill outside the hotel where the regular meeting was being held.
"Oh~ This girl and this one are both so pretty."
"Modern wizards are quite impressive, both in appearance and substance."
"Yeah, I think so too. Old man, I like this bunny girl one."
"Well, you don't understand. This cat girl one is the best."
!!!
Wait! Why was that bastard kid's voice here?
Makarov turned around and saw Qian Guang's handsome face. "Why are you here, brat?!"
"Master, you can't blame me for this. A mountain shining with rainbow light would make anyone come over to see whether there was treasure, right?"
"By the way, why aren't you using white paint?"
Bang
The master got angry the moment he remembered it and turned him into a national treasure again.
He wanted to use white paint too, but that morning's paint had been the hotel's last can of white paint. How was he supposed to go out and buy more looking like this?! Who could he count on? Him, or Bob?
"Phew, they didn't cause any trouble, did they?"
The master was tired from beating him up as well. With his back to Qian Guang, he spoke calmly.
"Ah, that hurt. It's fine. I got there in time. Only one station was destroyed."
Qian Guang climbed to his feet and rubbed his eyes. That old man really showed no mercy at all.
Though he had mentally prepared himself, the master's heart still trembled when he heard the news.
"That's already pretty good, Master. You have no idea—if I'd gotten there any later, the whole city would've been wrecked. Oh, right, what should we do with this thing?"
Qian Guang pulled the Flute from his spatial storage. However, it seemed a little different now. Purple light shone